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It takes your enemy and your friend, working together, to hurt
you to the heart: the one to slander read more
It takes your enemy and your friend, working together, to hurt
you to the heart: the one to slander you and the other to get
the news to you.
No society has been able to abolish human sadness, no political system can deliver us from the pain of living, read more
No society has been able to abolish human sadness, no political system can deliver us from the pain of living, from our fear of death, our thirst for the absolute. It is the human condition that directs the social condition, not vice versa.
Sadness does not inhere in things; it does not reach us from the world and through mere contemplation of the read more
Sadness does not inhere in things; it does not reach us from the world and through mere contemplation of the world. It is a product of our own thought. We create it out of whole cloth.
Child of mortality, whence comest thou? Why is thy countenance
sad, and why are thine eyes red with weeping?
Child of mortality, whence comest thou? Why is thy countenance
sad, and why are thine eyes red with weeping?
What is the source of sadness, but feebleness of the mind? What giveth it power but the want of reason? read more
What is the source of sadness, but feebleness of the mind? What giveth it power but the want of reason? Rouse thyself to the combat, and she quitteth the field before thou strikest.
Sad are only those who understand
Sad are only those who understand
A feeling of sadness and longing,
That is not akin to pain,
And resembles sorrow only
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A feeling of sadness and longing,
That is not akin to pain,
And resembles sorrow only
As the mist resembles the rain.
We look before and after,
And pine for what is not,
Our sincerest laughter
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We look before and after,
And pine for what is not,
Our sincerest laughter
With some pain is fraught:
Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought.
Of all tales 'tis the saddest--and more sad,
Because it makes us smile.
Of all tales 'tis the saddest--and more sad,
Because it makes us smile.
